So.. How was your week?

On Tuesday, I wrote about how I took my son with me to vote in the election. I mentioned how I don’t discuss politics or religion with my friends and family members for the sole purpose of keeping the peace.

I don’t know what it’s like around your neck of the woods but around here, it wasn’t socially acceptable to have voted for either Hillary Clinton or Donald Trump. I realized that pretty quickly even before the election happened. People were incredibly nasty about opposing opinions and ideas.  That really motivate me to keep my mouth shut about my decisions.

I’m certainly not opposed to debate with anyone or even a lively conversation but I also don’t like to be hassled. I find the thought of a debate or even a lively discussion about either of the candidates and the issues to be exceptionally tiresome. Mostly because I know what awaits if my opinions don’t match theirs.

As I read about the “protests”,  and let’s face it and call it what it is, “riots” that are happening in the country after the results of the election,  it makes me think that this was more about “your candidate” winning or losing than it ever was about the issues and what’s really happening in our country.

I really don’t care who you voted for or why. It’s none of my business. I do take issue with violence and the destruction of property. At that point, your cause is lost to me. When you’re attacking police officers, setting things on fire, breaking out windows and holding up signs about raping Melania Trump, I no longer want to hear your concerns. I do not support that.

Maybe that opinion will be unpopular but I stand by it. While you do have the right to protest whatever you want to, you don’t have the right to attack people or destroy property. If I was Hillary Clinton, I would be embarrassed.

I made the mistake of responding to a post on Facebook to make that point. The Facebook belonged to a very smart woman who is educated, a professional and hails from the same small town that I am from.

She posted an article that justified the riots.

I’ve known this woman since I was probably five years old. When I touched on the violence and destruction and the fact that people were calling for the rape of Melania Trump and reminded them that it was not going to reverse the outcome of the election, I was informed that I was a racist, had no compassion for the human race along with some other horrible and hurtful accusations.

If you want to know how that felt, it was hurtful and it was rather shocking to me.

Two things.

1. My resume proves these accusations wrong. I’ve worked as a public servant since I was 22 years old. I’ll be 40 on December 1.  If you were to ask anyone who has ever encountered me they will tell you that I am kind, generous and fair. I’ve also saved the lives of countless strangers that I have never even met. I’d give you the shirt off my back if you needed it.

2. Nothing screams compassion for the human race like attacking a middle aged white guy that you suspect is a Trump supporter. Or calling for and encouraging the rape of Melania Trump. Or setting a business on fire. You’re hurting your communities and your cause.

I was unfriended and blocked on Facebook because I pointed out that what was happening was wrong. I’ve never told anyone who I voted for. However, I will never stand by and justify these things. Anyone in their right mind wouldn’t.

My 50 something cousin also unfriended and blocked me on Faceboook because she made a false statement and I told her she was wrong and then backed it up with facts. Again, I pointed out a fact and never once have voiced who I was supporting in the election. The problem with that was that I won’t allow a false narrative or an outright lie. I didn’t even say anything on her personal Facebook. It was on mine.

If you’ve ever wondered what your worth really was to the people in your life, you probably found out this past week.  My question at this point is, how do you come back from that? I can only assume in the months to come, if and when things settle down and people aren’t so angry, that the people who were that angry at you over your opinion might try to make amends. What if they do? What if they don’t though?

I should’ve listened to my grandfather and just scrolled right on by and kept my mouth shut. I shouldn’t have to but it would probably be better. I would at least still have my childhood friend and my cousin. It’s easy to say that I don’t need these women in my life but I don’t feel that way. Apparently, I wasn’t valued by them.

I value the people who are in my lives every day.

If you’re having disagreements with your friends and family please think twice before you allow things to get too heated or you make the decision to disown them.  These are the people who are standing by you and support you and are around you everyday.


Election Day



My grandfather used to say that if you want to keep the peace with your friends and family to never discuss politics and religion. So I don’t.  Based on what I see unfolding on my Facebook and my Twitter, I am glad that I don’t.  Holy turmoil.

One of my cousins actually posted that “If you voted for Trump, unfriended and block me now you people make me sick,”

Way harsh?

I don’t care who anyone voted for. We all had our reasons for choosing our candidates. I don’t think it’s any reason to actually banish your friends and family from your lives. Those people are the ones who love and support you every single day. To disown anyone based on their voting habits is pretty foolish.


My son has been studying the election in school so I thought it would be fun to take him with me to our polling place to vote with me. Also, his school was closed so there was no reason not to take him with me. He even chose his American  flag shirt to wear. He looked cute.

We are set to vote in a building in a park that isn’t too far from our house. When we arrived we found the line to be fairly short. However, there was a hold up in the line. It was explained to everyone in line that the hold up was because a voter arrived who had previously opted to vote absentee. They then changed their mind. If you do that, you have to bring the ballot with you to your polling place to verify that you hadn’t already voted. She didn’t bring the ballot with her.

They were turned away until she could provide that ballot.  They actually made the call to head quarters and put it on peaked phone so that everyone could hear the conversation that was happening. Which I thought was great because if they hadn’t, I would’ve called to report the incident.

Dom was fascinated with the whole thing. I was really proud at how interested, polite and patient he was. He had a pretty good time while his mother as stressing out over her decisions.  Which I will not discuss here. Although, I did tweet to Jackie Walorski to let her know that I didn’t vote for her. I’m catty like that.

I know that’s probably childish and unnecessary but it got liked and retweeted like I wasn’t the only dissatisfied citizen.  The feed to that particular post was pretty crazy without my input.

Before heading in to work for the day, I dropped my kiddo off at his grandma’s house. He explained to her that we had gone to the park and that he “Voted for the United States Of America”.  He was proud to be a part of it.

I stayed up as late as I could for the results. I fell asleep and actually woke up as they were calling it in favor of Donald Trump. I listened to his speech and then turned off the TV.

Did anyone else take their kids with them to vote? Do you explain the process along with how it works and why it is so important to get out there and make your voices heard?

I hope everyone is having a great day!